Loved stuff: Weddings of people in love

Just back from a lovely weekend in Shropshire (which is on the English-Welsh borders – embarrassingly I thought that the county was north of London – dahh). Anyhow, I now know where Shropshire is located and can confirm that is a charming county and well worth a visit.

We were at the wedding of our friends Ali and Emily. I really do love a wedding – I am after all a hopeless romantic and thrive on being surrounded by positive emotion. I delight in hearing people say heartfelt things about each other.

They are a gorgeous couple, deliriously happy and properly in love with each other. I did have a minor inner panic when Emily was more than half an hour late for the church service, and at one point Ali walked outside. Basically no drama on this front at all: Ali just needed the loo and Emily was making sure she looked gorgeous. She didn’t disappoint. She is a very beautiful and talented young lady and she actually made her own dress which was amazing.

Emily and Ali are actors / work in the world of theatre, so as a result they have a very flamboyant group of friends from the creative arts. The speeches were absolutely ace (particularly Ali’s friends who were toastmaster and best man) – very entertaining and definitely the best I have ever heard at a wedding.

Ali’s speech was lovely – his emotions broke at the end of his speech as he told us how lucky he was that Emily was his wife. My adrenal gland gave me a little spurt of adrenaline and he had a wee moment of controlled tears welling in my eyes – fabulous!

They worked so hard to make the day perfect: and it absolutely was...

Bridezilla in waiting?

Chad and I decided to get ‘civilised’ last February when we went away for a long Valentine’s weekend away in Copenhagen. So after of year of not doing much about it we have decided to seize the moment and 29 August this year is the day. We have a venue, a great place in Hampstead, and we have got the ball rolling on all the other bits. I am now really excited about it.

I have been to so many weddings in my life, I reckon approaching at least one hundred. Being the son of a vicar (and having once dated a hairdresser) I have been invited to many. I have also been a sounding board for many a future bride or groom over the years. So now it is quite weird making decisions (and having to think about paying) for our own.

Hopefully neither of us will turn into Bridezilla – the scaly green monster with no perspective that terrorises those around them in pursuit of the day perfect. Watch this space...